The Great Medical Saint (Matthew)

Chapter 308

Jacob was unconscious on the floor, and the room went totally silent. Everyone was in disbelief. A mere chauffeur had actually taken down a skilled fighter with one blow. Upon seeing this, Malcolm found his eye twitching. If this was enough to intimidate everyone, all the bodyguards would be fired, and he had no way to contend against Rachel. So, Malcolm signaled to a man with a scar on his face.

That man was Brendon Hatfield, a martial artist who had been kicked out from a martial arts family. He was usually quite full of himself and looked down on all the bodyguards here. However, Brendon had the skill to back up his arrogance. He could take down anyone in just three moves, so they called him the Untouchable.

Brendon picked up on the cue and walked up to Matthew. "Even though you're just a chauffeur, that moved you pulled earlier showed you've got some skills.

"Sure, you can handle these fools, but you're no match for me. I'll take you out in three moves."

The way Brendon talked was filled with menace. When he mentioned the death threat, he exuded a bloodthirsty vibe, and his bloodshot eyes were filled with rage.

Matthew shook his head. "I don't want to fight you. It'll be a waste of time. No matter the outcome, you're still getting fired and won't get paid. I don't get what you're trying to achieve." "Are you scared now?"

Brendon smirked wickedly. He clenched his fists and set himself up in a weird stance, ready for battle.

head. "I've got a paycheck, so what do I need to be scared of? You're

because of the high wages, and he was in serious need of that money. Hearing Matthew keep saying he wouldn't

the situation out. "Send everyone behind you packing, and I'll double your salary." Brendon started to think it over but had reservations about Matthew's authority. He then looked over at Rachel. Rachel nodded. "He's not just a chauffeur, but also the

was desperate. "Get it straight, Brendon. You need to know who's your boss and who's paying your

shook his head. "Sorry,

to pass up. It's double what you're paying. Looks like I'm working for someone

BUMS

now."

"You bastard!" Malcolm exclaimed..

best he

didn't expect

him the trouble of handling the situation himself.

going to walk out

backed away, and no one dared to face